Chapter 951

Mo Lingyuan looked coldly at Duan Changyu, who was so nervous that he was flustered, hating iron for being weak in his heart, and said silently: "Useless guy, everyone has brought you in front of you, why are you hiding?"

If it's a man, take the initiative to care about others. If you don't take the initiative, is it possible to expect Miss Bao'er to take the initiative?

What are you trying to do by acting like you have no place to rest your hands and feet?

I just lost my handsome face.

Seeing Duan Changyu like this, Chu Yunyao secretly laughed and wanted to save Duan Changyu, so she explained to Bao'er: "Today's Lantern Festival, there must be a lot of people going to the street, so I ask Mr. Duan to condescend to drive the carriage for us."

Bao'er is smart and good at observing words and expressions, so he sat outside the carriage: "Miss, let me sit outside with Mr. Duan, I haven't seen such a lively scene for a long time, you sit inside with Master."

Duan Changyu was afraid that Bao'er would be cold, so he hurriedly said: "Miss Bao'er, let's sit in the carriage, I'll just drive outside alone, it's cold outside..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Lingyuan kicked him out of the carriage.

Chu Yunyao put on the hat on the cloak for Bao'er, "This way I won't be able to freeze."

When the carriage was running, Duan Changyu turned his head to look at Bao'er from time to time, wanting to say something, but couldn't say a word.

Bao'er took the initiative to speak: "Mr. Duan, the last time I went to the south, I originally planned to buy something to bring back as a gift for you, but after shopping around, I didn't know what you needed, so I didn't buy it."

Hearing this, Duan Changyu was so excited that he didn't know what to do. Now he didn't even dare to look at her. He held the rein with his fingers stiffly, his eyes were looking straight ahead, his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he stammered. : "No, it doesn't matter, as long as Miss Bao'er has this kind of heart."

Bao'er continued: "You gave me a dressing box last time, and I haven't given you a gift in return. I wanted to sew you a purse, but when I came back last time, I saw that the cotton shoes on your feet were cracked, so I gave it to you." I made a pair of shoes, but I don't know if they will fit.

When Mr. Duan has time, come to the mansion to try it on. "

Duan Changyu: "..."

Duan Changyu was immediately elated: "Miss Bao'er, how did you know the size of my feet?"

Bao'er smiled lightly: "I heard from Mr. Mu that you often change shoes with him. I think your feet are about the same size as his. Once I saw Mr. Mu's footprints in the snow. I measured it with cotton thread.

If the size doesn't fit, I'll make you a new pair. "

Happiness came too suddenly.

This was probably the happiest moment in Duan Changyu's life.

Duan Changyu's dark face turned red, his cheeks were hot, and he stammered: "No, no need, Miss Bao'er is so handy, the cotton shoes she made must fit your feet."

Even if it doesn't fit, it has to fit.

When he was older, he would wear a few more pairs of cotton socks, and when he was younger, he would stuff them in with bare feet.

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Leaning on Mo Lingyuan's shoulder, Chu Yunyao eavesdropped on the voices of Bao'er and Duan Changyu outside, jokingly said: "If Mr. Duan is really with Bao'er, I'm afraid he will really be bullied by Bao'er. "

Mo Lingyuan stroked her black hair with a big palm, and sighed: "With Duan Changyu's temperament, I'm afraid he won't even have the chance to be bullied by Bao'er, so he can only die alone."

Originally, it was just an unintentional remark, but it never expected that it would become a prophecy.

The carriage drove to the street, and the bustling crowd blocked the street.

Duan Changyu had no choice but to park the carriage on the side of the road, and the group walked towards the moat on foot...